Part 3: The Hunger and the Girl

1 0 0
                                    

Mason sat in Mrs. Bertron's Advanced Anatomy tapping his pencil on the corner of his plastuc desk. He couldn't wait for the final bell to ring. A tap on the shoulder brought him to attention. He turned around to see a pretty girl with raven black hair with a tint of blue cut short.
"My name is Katie," she said in a cute, light voice.
"I'm-"
"Mason, I know. I also know how you feel."
"What do you mean?" Mason asked confused.
"The hunger, Mason, the hunger of us damned. The hunger of power," she said smiling.
Mason looked at her in surprise. "How do you know?"
"Xalto brought me back too. You didn't see me this morning? I was in the next bedroom," she said informatively.
"What happened to you?"
"I was painting by the river and noticed a guy up stream. He was wearing all black. He walked into the trees. It was weird, so I packed up and went to my car. I started driving when he popped out from the backseat. I floored it and he tried to stab me. He ended up stabbing the dashboard. I hit the brakes and he launched forward. I got out and started running as fast as I could. I turn around and he's gone. Then I slammed into something and fell back. I look up and he grabs the back of my head. He kneels down and pulls out a long black knife and rams it into my chest. Then, well, you know the rest," she said without changing her cheeey demeanor.
"Why are you so-"
"Cheery? Because now I'm stronger. I can show you a thing or two," she said with a wink. He never noticed how beautiful she was until now. Her black, low cut top revealing enough to excite but still leaves plenty to the imagination. A small black heart necklace. She giggled at his examination of her outfit. He blushed lightly.
"Be careful about your hunger," she said seriously, "it can be maddening."
The bell rang and she kissed his cheek. When she was out of the room he did a little dance of joy. She popped out of the door frame smiling.
"I saw that."

SoullessWhere stories live. Discover now